The kids are comatose
trying to dial-up utopia,
where everyone is everyone’s friend,
habitually addicting antisocialiogical
behavior of daily updates to claim face space
along the unpaved infomanic superhighway,
of double-jointed hitchhiking hookers
and pedophiles disguised as teenagers,
to be encased within the trappings of the web,
so just
pull the plug.
Oh well,
lol.
1 comments:
Enjoyed your poem.
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